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I was horny as hell...
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I was horny as hell. I couldn't stand it anymore. I snuck up
behind Sheila and started kissing her ears. She obliged and started
fondling her breasts through the thin fabric of her dress.
I always liked getting her started as she was having her drink
after work. It allowed time enough to really get into it, before we
both got tired.
I moved around in front of the chair and started unbuttoning her
dress. I got as far as her waist before the urge seized me, and I
released her pendulious breasts from their confining bra. They swung
free and I cupped each one with a hand. I alternately kissed and
nibbled each nipple to full attention.
This succeeded in driving Sheila crazy. She grabbed the back of
my head and burried my face in her ample tits. I pulled back enough
to allow room to breathe, and continued to nibble on her nipples.
She released her grip and started shrugging off her dress.
Since she was seated she could only get the top part off, and pushed
me away to stand and shed the rest of it.
She pulled the dress over her hips and stepped out. I was
greeted by a muffled muff. Her panty hose flattening the curls of
her pussy. The aroma of horny bitch permeated the air. I
immediately walked over and pulled out the couch. I untied my tie
and disrobed to my briefs.
When I turned back, Sheila had one hand under her panty hose,
frantically sinking her fingers into her cunt, glistened with love
dew. She had pulled her tit up to her mouth with the other hand and
was busily sucking. She knew that the sight of her sucking her tits
drove me crazy. So I paused and admired the show. Her eyes were
closed in concentration, and she had managed to get a large part of
the breast in her mouth. I walked over to her and started massaging
her other breast. It was firey hot and it only took a few seconds
for the nipple to stand to attention. I poked the nipple in, then
rolled it between my fingers, The tip grew moist. I massaged the
areola and pushed in with two fingers and was rewarded with a
glistening drop of milk which I eagerly licked up. This brought back
the days after she had weened Sherrie, I had been her "second" child
and nursed hungrily every night. To this day, I get the benefit of
mothers milk in my coffee, ambrosia of the gods.
Sheila seemed not to notice my hungry ministrations of her
unoccupied tit, so engrosed was she in her own self-satisfaction.
This peaked me a bit, so I released my cock, and started beating my
self off in time to her fingers sinking into her pubes.
Her pace picked up and I followed right along, trying to keep up
with her frenzied pace. Soon she layed back in the chair, eyes still
closed, and her other hand joined the fray. She spread her pussy
lips and alternated between sinking her fingers deeply in her hole
and violently rubbing her clit. I started cheering her on, "Rub your
pussy honey. Thats right, work on your love box. Make the juices
flow!"
I lost myself in the description of her masterbation, she looked
up to me and smiled. She spread her cunt lips so I could see her
flaming box glistening through her hose and said, "Look at my love
box, it's hot for you dear. I have warmed it up. Do you want to ram
your hot tool deep into my cunt?"
She then resumed her pummeling of her pubes, her fingers
literally flew in and out of her box. The juices of her pussy making
them shine. I noticed a thin stream running down between the cheaks
of her ass. I pounded away on my cock. She flushed in imminent
orgasm and raised her hips from the chair. Her efforts re-doubled
her one hand on her clit and the other sinking up to her knucles into
her hole. As she orgasmed, the shaking made her ample brests shake
like jello and her whole body writhed in delight. I moved closer and
aimed my cock at her hole. The pressure building in my balls had
grown too much, and shot great jets of cum on her hose, more sperm
than I thought possible. She collapsed onto the chair, breathing
hard, and pulled her hands from beneath the hose, and started
massaging my cum through them into her pussy.
I bent down and removed her hands and started licking the sperm
covered hose trying to get at her box. Her juices mingled with my
cum was a heady mixture. She spread her legs even further so I could
get at her clit and soon I hit the spot and licked her clit through
the hose.
The combination of sperm, spit and pussy dew ozing through the
hose had me crazy, I lifted her from the chair and threw her on the
bed. I pulled her hose, and went to the top where she allowed me to
tie her hands to the bed securely. I took my pants and tie from the
floor and soon had her strapped spread eagle to the bed.
I went into the bedroom to get the toy kit and picked up a razor
from the bathroom. I was in the mood to really do it up right
tonight.
I selected a dildo from the assortment and turned it on. The
head gently rotated and sounded like a bucnh of angry bees.
I teased her by rubbing it along her thighs. I kept this up
until I had her begging for more with her body. She strained against
her bindings and tried to scoot down to get the object on her love
spot. But I would have none of that, I teased her further my rubbing
it on the hair of her pussy. Keeping the vibrator just scant
millimeters form her dripping snatch. Every time she made an attempt
at raising her steaming box to the dildo, I took it away for the
count of fifty. It didn't take long for her to accept her torment
and settle down for whatever would happen.
As soon as I saw her relax, I just touched the vibrator to the
lips of her pussy, her whole body turned to on mass of goose flesh.
I very slowly moved the vibrator on the lips trying to keep the
motion erratic. I worked my way down and when I reached her hole,
started circling it. Her cunt flinched and became wetter. I
spiraled to her hole and inserted the instrument slowly until it was
buried to the hilt, deep in her box. Sheila began to moan and rotate
her hips in time to the motions of the rotating phalus.
Now for the next part of my plan. I reached over, opened a jar
of joy jelly, and liberally smeared a double finger full over her
pubes. I massaged it in, and soon had her writhing with delight. I
then took the razor and worked purposefully at denuding her snatch.
I had the top done I think before she even knew what was up, I
carefully worked on her cunt lips and in no time I had her pussy
naked as the day she was born.
I then selected the jar of peppermint jelly, my favorite, and
dribbled it on her naked pussy, then started to lick it off.
There was a knock on the door. Damn who could that be, I
thought.
I got up and went to the door, and opened it. A woman was
looking at her notes and automatically started, "My name is Nellie
and I represent M.A.D.D. We are going door to door tonight asking for
dona....." She had stopped talking and was standing there with her
mouth open staring at my erect prick, she then looked up and saw
Sheila trussed to the bed gyrating to the vibrator buried in her
pussy. She looked down at my cock one more time, then surprised me.
She took my prick in her hand and led me into the apartment, closing
the door behind her.
"It has been a long day and my feet are killing me, mind if I
take a break and rest a bit here?"
I didn't get a chance to answer as she quickly went to her knees
and popped "Fester" in her mouth.
"Tastes like you've already popped once," she said and plunged
her head on my cock eagerly.
I reveled in her artistry for a bit then glanced back to see if
Sheila had noticed the visitor. She was lost in her own private
bliss, still writhing on the bed, the tone of the vibrator had
dropped a notch, the batteries must be losing it.
The visitor stopped sucking me off and stood looking at Sheila's
hairless pussy. Stripping as she walked over to the bed, she arrived
nude and buried her face in Sheila's snatch.
"Peppermint, my favorite. I love the way it makes my pussy
tingle," she moaned, and re-burried her head between Sheila's thighs.
I walked over and raised her hips and massaged her now dripping
box. I spread her thighs a bit and inserted my prick between the
lips of her pussy. As soon as she felt contact she backed furiously
and impaled her snatch on my cock, burying it to my balls. I started
an even rhythm, allowing her to better concentrate on Sheila's cunt.
The vibrator now sounded like it was on its last legs, the batteries
about drained. I watched as Nellie removed it, and inserted her
hand. Slowly it disapeared into her cunt, Nellie working it in,
until her hand was burried to the wrist. Sheila's eyes popped open
in amazement, her mouth silently urging Nellie on.
I then leaned forward to better fondle Nellies swinging tits as
I fucked her hole methodically. Her breasts were not as large as
Sheila's, but firm and ample none the less.
When I started gently pinching them she started moaning into
Sheila's snatch, giving her a great humm job. Sheila, stretched to
the limit by Nellies hand, was hummed to a violent orgasm, succeeding
in ripping her arms loose from their bindings with her thrashing
around. I pushed Nellie down onto Sheila, arranging her so I could
alternately plunge in to her pussy and then Sheila's drenched snatch.
Nellie involved herself in deeply kissing Nellie and massaging her
tits, Sheila wrapped her now free arms around Nellie and returned the
kiss.
I was revelling in the difference between Nellie's and Sheila's
cunts. Sheila's was fist streached, and super lubricated allowing me
to sink quickly to the hilt, deep in her box. Nellie's, on the other
hand, was virgin-like in it's tightness, and it took a little effort
to plunge into her. Nellie's tightness finally was my undoing. It
milked my cock and I finally blew my load, cumming deeply in her
steaming bush.
I untied Shelia's feet then, and she immediately wrapped them
around Nellie's back, grinding her pussy into Nellie's as drops of
cum ozzed from her box, and dripped onto Sheila's abused cunt.
I left the room to their squeals of delight and got the Poloroid
to record this, just to remind me that it wasn't a dream.
I got some great shots of both Sheila's and Nellie's heads
burried between creamy thighs, Nellie rubbing her tits on Sheila's
shaved snatch, and a great shot of Sheila spraying milk onto Nellie's
clit, instantly bring her to a violent orgasm.
To this day, Nellie stops by regularly and we go through the
album of that night, and always before the end, colapsing into each
other's body, trying to top the last menage a trois...
NOT REALLY THE END
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